This is a song about "Golden hair"

I'm just sellin' my thoughts there

Your pullin on my hair

Frustrated and pissed off and pulling your hair

Booger bear, i'll have you up in hooker gear, i swear

Trying to live our lives like our lives are so golden

Yet, it is forever and a day to forgive and forget one

And we gonnna toast up for the niggas that hate

Ma words are like a golden medal on a golden plate

So keep dreaming and whipping ya hair,

You ain't gotta stare, go cop a pair

Got golden arm go try to flex this

It's a beautiful bliss

I'm responding with some golden ink,

My rap isn't fast but i have been the coldest

They tryin to say that i don't care

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair